STING - Cushie Butterfield lyrics
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I'm a broken-hearted keelman and I'm o'er head in love With a young lass from Gyetsid And I call 'er my dove Her name's Cushie Butterfield And she sells yellow clay And 'er cousins a muckman And they call him Tom Gray CHORUS She's a big lass She's a bonny lass And she likes her beer And I call her Cushie Butterfield And I wish she was here Her eyes is like two holes In a blanket burnt through And her breath in the mornin' Would scare a young coo She wears big galoshes And her stockings once was white And her bed gown it's lilac And her hat's never straight CHORUS Cushie Butterfield Aa's a broken hairted keel man and Aa's ower heed in luv Wiv a young lass in Gyetsid an Aa caal hor me duv Hor nyem's Cushie Butterfield and she sells Yalla clay And her cousin is a muckman and they caall µim Tom Gray. Chorus- She's a big lass an' a bonnie lass an' she likes hor beer An they caall hor Cushie Butterfield an' aa wish she war heor Her eyes are like two holes in a blanket bornt throo, An' her brows in a mornin wad spyen a young coo; An' when aw heer her shootin "will ye buy ony clay," Like a candy man's trumpet, it steels ma young hart away. Ye'll oft see hor doon at Sangit when the fresh harrin cims in, She's like a bagfull o'saadust tied roond wiv a string; She weers big galoshes tee, an' hor stockins once was white, An' hor bedgoon it's laelock, but hor hat's nivver strite. Chorus Whan Aa axed hor te marry us, she started te laff; "Noo, nyen o'yor munkey tricks, for Aa like nee such chaff" Then she started a' blubblin' an' roared like a bull, An' the cheps on the Keel ses As's nowt but a fyeul. Chorus She sez "The chep that gets me'll heh to work ivry day, An when he cums hyem at neets he¦ll heh te gan an' seek clay; An' when he's away seekin't aal myek balls an' sing' Weel may the keel row that my laddies in !" Chorus Noo, aw heer she hes anuther chep, an' he hews at Shipcote' If aw thowt she wad deceive me, ah'd sure cut me throat; Aal doon the river sailin, an¦sing "Aam afloat," Biddin addo te Cushy Butterfield an¦ the chep at Shipcote. Chorus
